Looking at the towering mountain that was completely made of books, Qin Mo was stunned.
"During this calamity, General Wenqu should be stationed, and Wenquxing should be in charge of talent. Is it to test my reading?"
Qin Mo couldn't laugh or cry.
In the secular world, if someone is the top scorer in high school, people will praise him as a literary star.
Wenquxing represents talent.
The mountain of books in front of you is obviously similar to the Sea of Desire. The test is not about force, but other aspects.
"Little guy, come to the top of the mountain to see me. If you see me, you will have survived this disaster..."
From the top of the mountain of books, the voice of General Wenqu came.
Qin Mo came to the foot of the mountain, raised his head, and stretched his neck. He couldn't even see halfway up the mountain, let alone the top of the mountain.
"Can I fly up directly?"
Qin Mo made a helpless joke.
"You might as well give it a try."
General Wenqu smiled.
"Really?"
Qin Mo looked suspicious.
Since the other party allows this, I might as well give it a try.
Qin Mo kicked his foot, and his whole body was like a sword light, stabbing straight up.
Things around me blurred into lines, falling downwards.
Although this mountain of books towers into the clouds, with Qin Mo's current speed, he can reach the top in just a few visits.
But he flew for a full stick of incense, and when he looked down, he was still at the foot of the mountain.
"So that's what it means."
Qin Mo shook his head and smiled bitterly, then stopped immediately.
Obviously, he would not be able to fly to the top of the mountain if he flew hard like this.
Seeing Qin Mo stop flying, another voice came from the top of the mountain, "To climb the mountain of books, you need to be down-to-earth. Only by reading every book can you reach the top of the mountain."
"Read...every book?"
Qin Mo's eyes widened and he couldn't help but take two steps back.
Looking at the insurmountable huge mountain of books, he suddenly felt dizzy and even lost the courage to face it directly.
"How many books are there?"
Qin Mo shook his head repeatedly.
"Eight hundred and forty thousand volumes!"
General Wenqu said frankly.
"What? Eight...eight hundred million?"
Qin Mo's breathing was stagnant, and his eyes were starting to sting.
He even ignored the next 40,000 volumes. In fact, these 40,000 volumes are enough for a mortal to read in a lifetime.
"There are so many books, how long do I have to read them all?"
Qin Mo felt desperate.
This time, no one answered him.
Qin Mo really doesn't understand why among the seven catastrophes, there is a sea of books catastrophe to absorb talents in the spiritual realm, and why there is a competition between talented people?
"Actually, I can forcefully break through this disaster."
Qin Mo felt a little hesitant in his heart.
Just like Cang Hexuan, Lin Xuanting and others forcibly broke through the sea of desire, he can also forcibly climb over this mountain of books.
Of course, this requires the use of the Divine Ruins and the giant puppet giants of gods and demons to move this mountain of books, which will consume a lot of mana.
Qin Mo would not do this unless absolutely necessary.
Moreover, Qin Mo also knew very well that the feedback he would get after reading these books was completely different from simply moving the mountain of books away.
Just like the Tribulation of the Sea of Desire, he got rid of his inner desires, which in itself was an improvement in his cultivation.
"I want to read these books, and everyone else has to read these books. Everyone has to go through the same tribulation. I have nothing to be afraid of."
Qin Mo calmed down, corrected his mentality, and flipped through a book at his feet.
A thick volume of books, full of weight, like a show of force, which made Qin Mo retreat from the difficulties from the beginning.
I took a look at the cover of the book, "The Major Events of Yunchuan Lake in Lingyu", which talks about the history of Yunchuan Lake.
"Where is Yunkawa Lake?"
Qin Mo started to read the contents of the scroll with some curiosity.
When he spent three days and three nights to read the entire book, he felt as if ten thousand alpacas were rushing through his heart.
Qin Mo originally thought that Yunchuan Lake was a well-known place in the spiritual realm where major events had occurred.
But after reading it, I realized that if it weren't for the existence of this book, not many people would know where Yunchuan Lake is.
The spiritual realm is too big, even wider than the Beiling Continent, and Yunchuan Lake is just an existence that no one knows, as small as dust.
The content of the book is also unremarkable, just recording the daily weather, moon phases, star trails, etc. in Yunchuan Lake.
Qin Mo collapsed on the ground, looking like he had been squeezed dry.
He complained helplessly: "I almost died after reading this book. I wonder what kind of pervert could actually compile this book."
Glancing at the endless mountain of books, Qin Mo became even more powerless.
Among these 840,000 volumes of books, I don’t know how many "Yunchuan Lake Chronicles" exist. Isn’t this life-threatening?
Huchi...
At this moment, the "Yunchuan Lake Major Events" in Qin Mo's hand suddenly disappeared into thin air.
It turns out that every time you finish reading a book, the book will disappear.
When all the books are read, the mountain of books will no longer exist.
"It turns out that if I want to see General Wenqu, I won't go to the top of the mountain, but I will invite him down."
Qin Mo suddenly realized.
This suddenly gave him more motivation, and with a reckless energy, he began to read the remaining books.
Three days, seven days, ten days...
One month, three months, one year...
Before he knew it, Qin Mo had spent a year here.
Although the books are disappearing one by one, there seems to be no change in the mountain of books.
Qin Mo wanted to give up countless times, but then he thought about it, he had read so many books, he couldn't read them in vain!
So, he convinced himself again and started reading the next book.
It was undoubtedly difficult at first, but as you get used to it, everything becomes more natural.
Three years, ten years, a year...the years fly by.
More and more contents are imprinted in Qin Mo's mind.
And that unattainable mountain of books seems to have sunk a little.
Of course, at this time, Qin Mo no longer paid attention to this matter, but had completely entered the realm of a scholar, enjoying reading.
Sometimes he frowned, sometimes smiled, sometimes burst into tears, sometimes burst into laughter, and was completely immersed in the world of the book.
I don't know how long it took, but when he reached out to pick up a book out of habit, he found that there was nothing in his hand.
Qin Mo turned around subconsciously and was shocked to find that the huge mountain of books had disappeared without a trace.
There was only a man in green clothes with his hands behind his back, looking at him with a smile.
"Congratulations, you have survived the disaster of Shushan."
General Wenqu said with a pleased expression.
"Is this a success?"
Qin Mo glanced around and found that he appeared in a large hall.
As he expected, the Mountain of Books and the Sea of Desire are both spiritual illusions, but the direction of the test is different.
“How long did it take me to read these books?”
Qin Mo was very curious.
"In a moment of thought."
General Wenqu smiled.
Qin Mo suddenly realized, "It turns out that the time in the mountain of books is not time, it only exists in my spiritual world."
"The Book Mountain Tribulation is not a test of your talent, but the real test is your patience and will.
You have to understand that the pressure faced by the spiritual realm is not from within, but from the monks outside the realm."
